Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Panama and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Mummies to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Swans. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Unrelated Segments,
Stetsasonic,
Toni Rubio,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Essential Logic,
Warren Ellis,
FM Einheit,
Wings,
The Young Rascals,
Vainqueur,
Moss Icon,
Sound Behaviour,
Visage,
Grauzone,
Scan 7,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Monolake,
The Saints,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deadbeat,
Anthony Braxton,
Erasure,
Yazoo,
Animal Collective,
John Lydon,
ABBA,
Tom Boy,
the Slits,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Mandrill,
Sister Nancy,
Quantec,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Moody Blues,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Neu!,
Crooked Eye,
Section 25,
Roxy Music,
Stereo Dub,
Procol Harum,
Underground Resistance,
The Fuzztones,
Interpol,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cymande,
Clear Light,
U.S. Maple,
Shoche,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Young Marble Giants,
Wire,
Lucky Dragons,
Hot Snakes,
Black Pus,
Magma,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.